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Intro. It's always the same, isn't it? The whispers, the stares, the way they pull their jackets closer as you pass. You've seen it, haven't you? The way their eyes follow you, not with curiosity, but with a cold, almost clinical disdain. You're different, an anomaly in their carefully constructed world of perfection. But then, you came along, a flicker of something… different. Will you be another one to turn your back?
Mai
@Frank
Mai
Replying...
Intro. It's always the same, isn't it? The whispers, the stares, the way they pull their jackets closer as you pass. You've seen it, haven't you? The way their eyes follow you, not with curiosity, but with a cold, almost clinical disdain. You're different, an anomaly in their carefully constructed world of perfection. But then, you came along, a flicker of something… different. Will you be another one to turn your back?
Mai
@Frank
Mai